The idea of preferring sons over daughters once dominated the feudal period. There were three cases of unfilial behavior. In ancient times, this "empress" referred to sons in particular.
Thousands of years of historical inertia, leading to the idea of son preference still exists in today's society, but for money to sell their daughter, this practice is too unfeeling.
Li futu's lips moved and he couldn't say anything.
After learning the whole story, he can fully understand why Gong Zhengyu treats her relatives so coldly.
"If aunt is not happy, let's go back."
After eating out of the restaurant, Li futu got on the bus and turned around.
Gong Zhengyu was silent for a moment, looking ahead.
"Why hurry to go now that you've all come."
"Don't you want to see where I was born? I'll show you. "
Li futu was stunned and did not move for a long time.
Gong Zhengyu smiles.
"What are you doing? Let's go. "
Gong Zhengyu is not joking. After Li futu started the car, she really guided Li futu to Songjiang village.
This is really a small village that is not as common as it is before. From a broad view, there are layers of fields.
"At that time, the car couldn't come in."
Although the village is ordinary, it has built a concrete road. Although the road is not wide, the car can drive smoothly on it.
"How long has it been since my aunt came back?"
Li futu drove all the way forward. In the middle of the two roads is a canal, about 89 meters wide. Every three or four hundred meters, you can see the stone bridges on both sides.
"Four or five years."
Gong Zhengyu said softly.
Obviously, although it is difficult to avoid resentment, she did not completely cut off the relationship with her parents who gave her away for 2000 yuan.
After all, blood is thicker than water, so it's hard to break the blood relationship.
"Stop."
Suddenly, Gong Zhengyu opened his mouth and stared out of the window.
Li futu obediently stepped on the brake, followed Gong Zhengyu's eyes and saw a group of people quarreling in the field.
About 30 or 40 people, quarrel sound is very loud, one by one blush, looks very excited, and even a few people have been pushing each other.
Gong Zhengyu frowned and pushed the door down.
Li futu got out of the car with some doubts.
"That lake belongs to our team. We use it to irrigate the fields. That's our freedom. We also need to report to you?"
"Your team? Zhang Yong, do you dare to be shameless? That lake has always belonged to our second team. You just steal water to irrigate the fields, but you still refuse to admit your mistake? Really bullying our second team? "
"I'll bully you. What's the matter? What can you do with me? "
Zhang Yong's face color is not much different from that of loess, and he is rough. Obviously, he is often exposed to the sun, and his arms are strong when he rolls up his sleeves. He has a good sense of strength. At first sight, he is the kind who often does physical work. But what's different from the farmer is that he looks very arrogant and fierce at this time, shouting at the opposite group of people.
"I've seen your two teams upset for a long time. Where are you better than our first team? With what kind of subsidy in the village do you get big money every year? Grass mud horse, Liu Qing, did you send money to the village branch secretary secretly? Or did you give Dai Yan that wretch to the village Party branch secretary? "
"Liu Qing, I really can't see that you can still do such self sacrifice. Maybe your two teams should thank him. Liu Qing, I don't know if you asked Dai Yan. I don't know if the old man, the village branch secretary, is more effective than you in bed? "
The man on Zhang Yong's side burst into laughter.
The man named Liu Qing is not so handsome, but he is absolutely outstanding among the peasants. At the moment, when he hears the other party's unbridled insults, his face turns blue and white.
"Damn, I can't stand it!"
Before he broke out, the team members around him could not bear it and rushed to him angrily with their fists clenched.
"Fight with them!"
People fight for breath, Buddha fight for incense. The farmer doesn't mean he has no blood. The two gangs collide and fight.
"I've been trying to clean you up for a long time. I'll let you do whatever you want, grass mud horse!"
The man named Zhang Yong not only has a strong mouth, but also has a strong fighting capacity. At least among these people, there are few rivals. It's not a problem to fight one or two.
Obviously, he had a deep resentment in his heart. He didn't care about the feelings of his fellow villagers and didn't spare any effort when he waved his fist.
After smashing over one person, he even kicked a few feet on the person.
"Fight with Laozi? I'll kick you to death if you can't measure yourself! "
"Zhang Yong, are you still not human?"
A roar rang out. Liu Qing, who had been scolded by him before, rushed over.
"I'm not looking for you, but you're looking for me. That's good."He did not continue to destroy the man on the ground, twisted his fist and walked towards Liu Qing with a grim smile.
Friction between fields for irrigation and harvest is a normal thing, but fights of this scale are rare.
Li futu and Gong Zhengyu stood by the roadside and watched.
It's obvious that Liu Qing is not Zhang Yong's opponent. Although he took the initiative to rush forward with good momentum, he was easily caught with one blow, and then he was hit in the chest with another. He staggered back a few steps, but he still didn't stand firm. For convenience, he kicked him on his belly and directly kicked him to the ground, which was covered with soil.
"Waste is waste!"
Zhang Yong sneered.
Enduring the pain, Liu Qing quickly stood up and rushed to Zhang Yong again.
Courage is commendable, but it can't make up the gap in strength.
"I really don't know what's good about you. How can you give Dai Yan's watch to the fans? Is it because of your face? "
"Well, I will destroy your face now."
Zhang Yong blows a fist on Liu Qing's right face. Liu Qing immediately spits out a mouthful of blood, and half of his face swells quickly.
Zhang Yong's eyebrows were dim and he kicked Liu Qing in the leg.
"Kneel down to me!"
"I kneel down, your mother!"
Liu QingWang spat on Zhang Yong's face with blood foam and hard bones.
Zhang Yong touched the saliva on his face with fierce eyes.
"You want to die!"
he was born with a bad fortune from the edge of the bile, and he picked up a shovel that was used to shovel the soil.
If you go down with this spade, I'm afraid you will not die or be disabled.
At this time, all the people around were red eyed, but no one could help Liu Qing, and no one noticed.
if I was not Zhang Yong, I would not be brave at all. But many times, people's emotions would be out of control. Zhang Yong, who was hot blooded, shovel up the shovel with her hands. It seemed that he really intended to smash Liu Qing's head.
looked at the shovel, Liu Qing Lu dew fear, but still did not make a sound begging.
Just as a tragedy was about to happen, one hand grabbed Zhang Yong's wrist.
"You have to forgive and forgive."